Tang Xinjue was cleaning up the blood on the shovel when he received the call from Zhang You.
Too much blood clotted on the shovel, which would make the tip of the shovel lose its sharpness, making it inconvenient to cut zombies—especially when the third wave of mutations was completed.
During the phone call, Zhang You also focused on this matter:
"Headshots can no longer kill zombies."
Strictly speaking, the zombie itself is already a corpse, and there is no such thing as whether it can be killed or not. But a headshot will make the zombie lose the mobility brought by the nerve center.
With the arrival of the third mutation, this ultimate move also failed.
After a whole morning of siege and experimentation, Tang Xinjue knew that even without a head, it would not affect the zombies to continue to catch people with their hands. This time, in order to completely end them, more than half of the spinal nerves must be interrupted, and the difficulty suddenly soared geometrically.
Zhang You's voice was serious: "I'm in the first stadium, which is the place Guo Guo predicted."
As they analyzed before, the more open and open the place, the fewer zombies there are, but the number of indoors is strange. She originally wanted to find a temporary resting place, but accidentally stabbed the zombie nest, and barely blocked the "chasers" outside with the iron door of the physical education teacher's office.
"I plan to go out through the window for a while, first observe the situation in the teaching area, and then return to the dormitory area from the middle of the playground... Where are you now?"
Tang Xinjue: "I'm on the roof."
Zhang You: "..."
If the two of them could make a video call now, Zhang You would see that Tang Xinjue was sitting cross-legged on the flat roof, standing motionless alone despite the roar of countless zombies below.
—Of course, the tied up zombie beside her was still writhing crazily, making roars that could attract the same kind. There was a trash can erected beside it impressively, and the flesh and blood piled up next to the bucket exuded a strong bloody smell.
"It's too troublesome to solve them one by one. I just found out that there is an interesting place nearby."
Tang Xinjue glanced down lightly. As more and more zombies swarmed in, the originally quiet building became obviously different.
Zhang You immediately realized: "Are you at the student base?"
At the same time, two floors down from Tang Xinjue's location, two huge signs of the "canteen" shook, and the glass front door under the sign was pushed open a gap.
A boy in a security suit came out cautiously with an iron bar. He didn't see any students outside, but saw zombies running towards the cafeteria one after another—
The boy ran back inside the glass door immediately with a groan, but his movement was already smelled by several zombies, and he turned his head slowly and "looked" at the entrance of the cafeteria.
At this time, Tang Xinjue no longer used the tied zombies to attract attention. The zombies that had surrounded the canteen gradually lost their target and wandered aimlessly in front of the main entrance of the canteen.
The boy behind the glass door didn't dare to breathe, he quietly sneaked back into the cafeteria through the second layer of defense - the bottom gap of the iron rolling door, and reported the situation outside to the people inside.
As soon as the boy disappeared, Tang Xinjue lifted the trash can covering the flesh and blood again, and pulled out the cloth from the zombie's mouth. The group of zombies who were about to leave downstairs immediately turned back and continued to make noise against the walls of the cafeteria.
As she expected, it didn't take long for the shutter door to slam, and the boy was kicked out again.
This time, a man and a woman were kicked out together with him. The three of them had only one iron rod in total. They didn't dare to approach the zombies at all, so they could only walk shyly against the corner of the wall.
"What did you observe?" Zhang You's voice came from the phone, panting slightly in the rapid movement.
Tang Xinjue said: "There are a lot of students accommodated in the canteen at the East Gate. Garbage bags are piled up outside like a hill, but almost all of them are destroyed weapons and equipment and the remains of burnt corpses. There are very few plastic bottles and food bags."
This means that either the force that first raided the supermarket was not the student base of the Dongmen cafeteria, or they didn't give much food to the students they took in.
"The three students who were forced to come out to check the situation were all thin and timid, and obviously had no experience in dealing with zombies."
They are more like elected cannon fodder than the organizers of the student stronghold.
As soon as the words fell, the three inexperienced students accidentally made noises: the head boy kicked his toe on the pillar unexpectedly, and let out a painful grunt from his throat.
As soon as the voice was halfway out, the boy suddenly realized what he had done, and his face turned pale in an instant.
The first zombie had already rushed over upon hearing the sound, and the three of them turned around and ran away without hesitation.
However, when they returned to the glass door of the cafeteria, they found in despair that the rolling shutter door that served as the strongest line of defense had been completely lowered, and no matter how the three of them lifted it, they couldn't lift it.
They were left out!
The boy who kicked his foot earlier let out a wail from his throat. He wanted to vent his curse in despair, but the girl next to him tightly covered his mouth: the zombies had already thrown themselves on the glass door and began to slam into the door crazily.
There is no doubt that these fragile glass doors will not last long, especially when there are more and more zombies. They could only knock on the shutter door desperately, praying that the people in the cafeteria would show kindness and let them in.
Boom!
A crack finally appeared on the glass, and the blood from the zombie's face seeped into the door along the crack and dripped onto the arm of another silent boy.
"Wan Wan!"
The frail boy finally broke his defenses. Facing the female zombie who hit the door in front of him, he wailed loudly, "You, did you recognize me... I'm sorry, I'm sorry! I didn't mean not to save you last night." , They said you are unqualified, if I keep you, I will starve to death, I am so hungry, I dare not... Wuwuwu, do you want me to go and accompany you in the past!"
"Don't cry so much!"
After the girl covered this one's mouth, she slapped that one hard:
"When you are a zombie, you will never be hungry! There is endless human flesh every day, and you are very full!"
The boy choked twice, and finally regained some desire to survive: "Then what else can we do besides waiting to die?"
The girl ignored him, and ran behind the glass door on the farthest edge, picked up the iron rod and started smashing it.
The remaining two people were stunned for a second and realized: Yes, if the zombie hits the door on this side, they can also hit the door from the other side! As long as the position is staggered, there is still a chance to escape!
They got up in a hurry and wanted to go to help, but at the same time they stood up, the glass door on the left shattered, and the zombie rushed in straight, pressing the boy with tears on his face, and took a big mouthful in the face!
The boy next to him was so frightened that he stopped swearing and his feet didn't hurt anymore. His leg speed was comparable to that of an Olympic trapeze man and ran towards the girl. They smashed open the glass door and ran out together, but they didn't want to meet a security zombie who just arrived. .
On the fat faces of the zombies, there was a smile bigger than their heads.
The two turned around in a hurry, but the zombies behind them had already chased after them, surrounded by several sides and shivering, with no room to escape.
The screams of the boy who was thrown down in the distance disappeared at some point, and what happened to them was like a mirror in their hearts, leaving only a deep sense of despair.
If they knew this, they might as well not come to this student stronghold, maybe they can live for two more days...
It's a pity that it's too late to regret it now, and there are only a few bloody mouths left in the field of vision.
…
"Wake up, you are not dead."
The two seemed to hear a human voice in their ears, and felt no pain. Could this be a hallucination when they were dying...
… What
The girl opened her eyes suddenly, and those horrible zombie faces disappeared from sight, leaving only a single ponytail girl whose skin was a little transparent under the sun, her pupils were pitch black, and she looked not very energetic.
The fair-skinned girl stretched out her hand. The girl thought she was going to help her up, so she stretched out her hand in a daze, but saw the other party shake out a mobile phone from the cuff, raised it to her ear and said:
"There's something wrong here. Three people have been locked out. Well, how are you doing?"
Not knowing what was said over there, the ponytail girl nodded and hung up the phone, looked at the two of them and said concisely:
"go?"
When they were taken to a safe corner, the three students were still in a daze.
Especially when the two people behind saw that the crying boy who was thrown down first was still alive, and almost jumped three feet high: "He was bitten and will mutate immediately, so we can't bring him here!"
The boy quickly proved himself: "I was not bitten, I was blocked by the boss, really!"
Even he himself couldn't believe it, but he could still save his life.
The three looked anxiously at the girl who had saved them, both excited and a little scared. After all, being able to overturn a group of zombies with a shovel was beyond their knowledge.
Even the organizers in the cafeteria didn't dare to face the zombies alone. Most of them could only hide in the cafeteria and throw them out when they wanted to eliminate people.
Because leaving the stronghold means death.
Tang Xinjue cut to the chase: "When did you all go to the student stronghold? Why were you thrown out?"
She caused the zombies to dance wildly in the cafeteria just to see the reaction inside.
As soon as this point was mentioned, the girl who was rescued revealed a trace of resentment: "Because they think we are [unqualified] people and are not worthy of staying in the stronghold. Even if there is no excuse for the zombies to come, they will knock us out at night To be thrown from the second floor..."
"Unqualified?" Tang Xinjue grasped the key point.
"Yes!" Another boy explained first: "We originally thought that the student base would accommodate all healthy students, but after we came here, we realized that we had thought too well."
"These organizers will conduct an inspection every night, and inject a tube of unknown liquid into our blood vessels. If there is no abnormal reaction, they will be regarded as [unqualified] by them and will be expelled that night."
"It is said that only truly qualified students can survive to the end by their asylum. But the liquid they inject is different every night, and new unqualified students are abandoned every day. Today is our turn..."
The boy was crying and resentful: "But who can guarantee that he will be qualified until the end? I don't think they want to save people at all, but a group of psychopaths who take pleasure in torturing people!"